Serina Accardi had everything, and wanted for nothing. Her brother gave her whatever she desired, but kept the parts of her destined world out of her reach.
Until she lost everything in one night to a man who's eyes looks like the devils wrath.
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My hands pressed hard onto her skin as I forced her thighs apart, her naked body spread out on the four poster bed, a sight that made me want to imprint this moment into memory.
she wriggled against the mattress, against my hold, a blush creeping up her skin at how exposed and vulnerable she probably feels right now. Her one hand gripping the short chain cuffs that kept her bound in place, bound and secured down as I took my time relishing in the sight of her.
She was dripping. So fucking wet and turned on that I knew the moment I touched her she'd ask for more. And I'd give it to her.
Lifting her hips up slightly I smile at the gasp she lets out, as if this was the first time I'd ever had my legs between her thighs. With that flush spreading down her neck, I can't help but groan at how innocent and breakable she fucking looks.
"Baby you look..." I say on a long breath as I bend down further and bring my tongue against her dripping folds, the need to feed my own insatiable lust for her taste overwhelmingly me.
I loved how she tasted. I was addicted.
I was addicted to her, I was in love with every single thing this woman did and was, and right now she was tied down like my own personal fucking feast. Her tight little pussy dripping for me as I breathed cold air onto her, just to see her body jerk.
My tongue stoking up her sensitive clit, back an forth before I sucked it into my mouth, her thighs shook, as well as the rest of her, and she wrapped her legs around my shoulders. Pulling me closer, driving me to continue.
So I dug my tongue inside her, sweeping it in short waves. While my hand stroked and circled and pinched her clit, my cock throbbing at every little sound she made.
"Oh, oh Lorenzo I'm so close." She mumbled, eyes closed and head thrown back against the pillow, her body stuttered and she screamed my name again, her moans of pleasure echoing off the ceiling and making goosebumps shutter my skin.
I loved the way her moans sounded, how her cries of pleasure made me want to flip her over and fuck her until she can no longer cum. Until her face was slick with tears and every word that left her mouth was either my name or begs to not stop.
Serina moved her hips against my face, so desperate and needy for a release. "Lorenzo please." She hummed, as I flicked my tongue inside her tight little pussy.
Her hips grinding against me as she tried to force my tongue deeper.
I pulled my face from her, and she sighed—but I quickly bit down on her throbbing bead of nerve and her back lifted from the sheets
"Oh god." She moaned on a whine that was high pitched and desperate. She sounded So fucking desperate for me that it made my cock twitch again, precum soaking my tip.
